She sighed, dancing in his arms, in the empty ball room.  Her arms were wrapped tightly against his neck, and his tightly against her back.  They danced to the haunting echoes of a distant melody, in the next room.  The grander ballroom was a setting for new love stories, and a new year, but for the two in here, their story was becoming even sweeter.  She leaned her cheek to his shoulder, as he kissed her softly on the ear, and traveled the kiss down from the curl of the ear to her neck, throat, and then .

It was warm, passionate, true, and everything that was good in the world.  She clung to the warmth, knowing it’d always be there. 

“I love you!” she said, for the hundredth time this vacation, kissing him with a passion that had continued throughout the week. 

He kissed her, and held her tightly, and smiled, “You are so…”

“So what?” her head came back to look at him.

It still happened.

When they looked into each other’s eyes, there was overb joy, and undulled love, and dark passion.  Always.  The meeting of the eyes was a meeting of loves and feelings, and Tiffany’s heart always felt touched after such a gaze.

“So beautiful, intelligent, perfect…perfect…”  he said, kissing her nose, then forehead.

She loved his kisses.  They made her feel dizzy.  Tears came to her eyes, as she kissed him softly on the lips.  “The minute I saw you, that first night, I felt something in me, and when I found out you were Yul Kwon…” she laughed lightly, as he met her forehead with his, softly. 

“When I found out you were Tiffany Hwang, I laughed…”

Tiffany frowned.  “At what?”

“Me, not being smart enough to see a princess when she walks up to your face.”
Tiffany smiled shyly.

“I love how you smile like that…”

“You love everything about me…” Tiffany teased.  “In the last twenty-four hours, you have told me you love my laugh, my tears, my…”

“I love you…everything about you, Tiffany.  When I look at you, I wonder how you and I ever got to be…”

“Join the club!” she teased.

“Incompatible from the start…”

“Probably argue ourselves to death…”

“At least life will be interesting…”

“Yeah…interesting.”